family and facebookers already know that my dog taff is desperately unwell. he wasnt going so well on wednesday so i took him to the vets. i was almost going to post about it then. for a moment there it seemed that the old taffster had fooled me again and that he was no where near as sick as i feared. i wanted to write something humorous about that but a moment of caution or a stroke of premonition stopped me (or a lack of jokes?)
anyhow, he has got steadily worse and today i made another appointment. we tried to lead him to the car but he couldnt do it and had to be carried. when we got in the car it didnt want to go and i soon discovered a flatter than flat tyre. a quick call to the vets to cancel the appointment, liam changed the wheel in the dark and the rain and we set off again.
it is heartbreaking to carry an animal who even a week ago would have dragged us in there and then to be told he has had the worst kind of stroke was no fun.
when we tried to get him to stand he fell and hit his head and that was the final straw for me and my young men.
we brought him home on medication to reduce brain swelling and we will see what kind of shape he is in when that takes effect.
after all that drama i took the kids out and an accident on the freeway made a 15 minute trip twice as long and we sat still in traffic while the petrol warning light came on.
i finally got home thinking it couldnt be any worse and then i remembered....
in the next few days i will most likely need to make a hard decision on the life of my faithful companion. that will be worse.